The loud sound of the door slamming against the wall interrupted the dean’s words.
Every head in the room turned toward me.
Susan was the first to speak, though her smile faltered slightly.
"You’re awake? Come see our daughter."
I ignored her and strode further into the room.
The dean frowned, his tone turning cold and impatient.
"Eddie, given the storm of negative public opinion surrounding you, you’re not to return to work for now."
I barely acknowledged his words, my gaze fixed instead on the live-streaming camera stationed in the middle of the room.
"What negative public opinion?" I asked, my voice calm yet sharp.
"Is it the claim that I let my wife and child die or the accusation that I’m greedy for fame and fortune?"
The live-stream had been capturing the Johanssen family presenting the silk banner to Robert, but the moment I appeared, the viewership skyrocketed.
Comments flooded the screen in a torrent:
"Isn’t this the husband who refused to save his wife?!"
"I saw the video! He was playing games while his wife was in labor! Disgusting!"
"How can someone so heartless even call himself a man?!"
"This scumbag and his whole family should rot in hell!"